Stalking the Leather Squirrel
Flung by Monkey Playing Cymbals at 2:58 PM
Welcome to the home of the monkey playing cymbals. This is where I (the monkey) finally get to express how I really feel about how I and other monkeys get a bum wrap in the media. I said bum...heh,heh...
Flung by Monkey Playing Cymbals at 2:58 PM
5 Comments flung:
Haaaa haaaaa!!!! Lights and I were actually going to doctor up a similiar photo, but with my being new to layers we hadn't gotten around to it yet. This is just brilliant Tim.
Brilliant Tim? I'll have you know I paid the private detective good money to snap that shot. And I wouldn't think you or Lights would need to doctor up a photo considering you are friends with the squirrel. You aren't implying he isn't real, are you? You might as well imply I don't exist.
Hey, this was a private function. You have no right. I feel so violated. Damned Monkey paparazzi.
I'm sorry Mank (or is it Spank?). With all the layering, I thought Tim had a hand in it.
As I said squirrel, watch your tail.
Shandi,
You can call me Mank, or you can call me Spank, but you doesn't have to call me Monkey. And the only layers I know about are on a cake (I bet that frosts you).
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